an old lady rant.
blazer, t-shirt, and lipstick: forever 21 / jeans: american eagle / booties: c/o dsw / glasses: c/o my optic / watch: c/o feral watches
first off, thanks for the kind words you left for me from friday's post. you guys make me smile and also make me wish i could reach right through the computer screen and give you a big ole hug. (darn, limitations of technology. somebody has got to push the envelope and fix that problem, don't you think?) it's also nice to know that people are going through the same things and that we not alone in this journey, you know? so thanks, friends.
and second...this outfit, particularly the blazer. that blazer is one of my favorites but sadly, i forget about it. it's one of those that gets pushed to the back of the closet until i'm desperate to dig far enough to find something new that i always seem to re-discover it. i don't know why. maybe 'cause it isn't one i can really wear all year round because it not thick enough with long sleeves to wear in the winter and then it's too warm and weird of a material (not silk but not cotton - what's that called again?) to wear in the summertime. however, this good ole blazer was resurrected from the pits of my closet yesterday and was perfect for the spring temperatures.
it also triggered this conversation between me and ryan:
ryan: you look really professional today. me: hmmm, maybe. but you know who i really feel like today? ryan: cate blanchett? dontcha find?! (he was quoting her as katherine hepburn in The Aviator) me: i can see that but nope, meg ryan from when harry met sally. ryan: oh, yeah! you do!
and i did.
which made me think about all the movies that meg ryan were in...which made me think about all of the other 90's chick flicks that came out around that time...which then spurred a conversation between me and ryan how chick flick movies today aren't as well done as they were back in the 90's. i feel like i might need to dedicate another blog post to this topic, but seriously! what chick flick today can even come close to You've Got Mail or While You were Sleeping or My Best Friend's Wedding or Notting Hill? they are classics for a reason!
you are smart people, so you know what's the difference, right?
it's all in the writing! the scripts were witty and thoughtful and detailed and it wasn't all about the sweaty sex scenes. and maybe because half of them included nora ephron in the movie formula. sure, they had their dosage of cheesiness like all chick flicks but i personally think, there were more depth to characters and witty dialogue.
but now a days, you got some big name actor and actress and you throw them together literally and slap the script together super duper fast and then the producers sit back and know the money will come flying in. not because it's good story but because of the big name actors. and the truth is, people will pay the big bucks not only to eat the over-priced popcorn but to also see "so and so" act with "so and so" even though they can't act and the script writers can't write.
and that's the end of my old lady rant. for now.
excuse me while i go live in my meg ryan blazer and live in the chick flick movie-past.
much love. {happy monday, friend.}
first off, thanks for the kind words you left for me from friday's post. you guys make me smile and also make me wish i could reach right through the computer screen and give you a big ole hug. (darn, limitations of technology. somebody has got to push the envelope and fix that problem, don't you think?) it's also nice to know that people are going through the same things and that we not alone in this journey, you know? so thanks, friends.
and second...this outfit, particularly the blazer. that blazer is one of my favorites but sadly, i forget about it. it's one of those that gets pushed to the back of the closet until i'm desperate to dig far enough to find something new that i always seem to re-discover it. i don't know why. maybe 'cause it isn't one i can really wear all year round because it not thick enough with long sleeves to wear in the winter and then it's too warm and weird of a material (not silk but not cotton - what's that called again?) to wear in the summertime. however, this good ole blazer was resurrected from the pits of my closet yesterday and was perfect for the spring temperatures.
it also triggered this conversation between me and ryan:
ryan: you look really professional today. me: hmmm, maybe. but you know who i really feel like today? ryan: cate blanchett? dontcha find?! (he was quoting her as katherine hepburn in The Aviator) me: i can see that but nope, meg ryan from when harry met sally. ryan: oh, yeah! you do!
and i did.
which made me think about all the movies that meg ryan were in...which made me think about all of the other 90's chick flicks that came out around that time...which then spurred a conversation between me and ryan how chick flick movies today aren't as well done as they were back in the 90's. i feel like i might need to dedicate another blog post to this topic, but seriously! what chick flick today can even come close to You've Got Mail or While You were Sleeping or My Best Friend's Wedding or Notting Hill? they are classics for a reason!
you are smart people, so you know what's the difference, right?
it's all in the writing! the scripts were witty and thoughtful and detailed and it wasn't all about the sweaty sex scenes. and maybe because half of them included nora ephron in the movie formula. sure, they had their dosage of cheesiness like all chick flicks but i personally think, there were more depth to characters and witty dialogue.
but now a days, you got some big name actor and actress and you throw them together literally and slap the script together super duper fast and then the producers sit back and know the money will come flying in. not because it's good story but because of the big name actors. and the truth is, people will pay the big bucks not only to eat the over-priced popcorn but to also see "so and so" act with "so and so" even though they can't act and the script writers can't write.
and that's the end of my old lady rant. for now.
excuse me while i go live in my meg ryan blazer and live in the chick flick movie-past.
much love. {happy monday, friend.}
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